Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the Twilight series, or anything associated with it. It's all from the genius of Stephenie Meyer. However, I can tell you write now I sure as hell wouldn't be using my time to write if I owned a certain Edward Cullen….

Time: Monday afternoon, around 4 PM

BPOV

I was sitting on my bed with Edward. I was thinking about what happened this weekend.

On Saturday, after Edward had gotten mad that Emmett had killed one of my future baby birds, Emmett ran for Alaska, and planned to stay there until it was safe for him to come back. He still wasn't back yet.

It hasn't been really eventful since then. Rosalie was getting angry from having Emmett in another state, without her, with so many single female vampires around him. That's why we left the house.

Other than that, it's been quite peaceful lately, which scared me. It was never this relaxing. Something was always going on. The fact that I was safe and carefree was actually frightening.

Robin was downstairs in her cage. She had been making noise with her newly hatched babies, and we found that they were quiet when there was other noise around them, so we stuck them all in front of the television and had turned it on.

Charlie had called and said he would be home around five, and would bring a pizza home for dinner, so I didn't have any cooking to do. If Edward wasn't with me, I would be bored out of my mind. But he was lying right next to me, playing with my hair.

"What are you thinking about?"

"You can't stand not being able to hear my thoughts, don't you? Does it really bother you that much?"

"Normally it would, but you wouldn't be happy if I could hear them. I am curious though."

"I was just going over everything that's happened this weekend. More specifically all the uninterrupted time alone we've had. It's nice, just being with each other, separate from the rest of the world, like we're the only two people in existence."

"Yes, it has been nice to have you all to myself without my family calling dibs on who gets you first. Every day should be like this."

"Edward, they're not that bad. I don't mind spending time with them…most of the time. Sometimes I just want to spend it with you."

"So do I, Bella. I want to spend all the time, the rest of my existence, with you, and only you." I leaned over and kissed Edward. It was slow, but nice. It was as if we had no obligation or thoughts of anyone besides each other. The world stopped for us.

"Edward and Bella sitting in a tree, K-I-S-I-N-N-G." Edward stopped and looked over my shoulder. I knew the owner of that deep booming voice. He was back.

"Emmett, first, it was rude to interrupt, and second, you spelled 'kissing' wrong." I turned around to face Emmett.

"Well then how do you spell it?"

"It's K-I-S-S-I-N-G. One N, two Ss. And how did you get in my room?" I didn't leave the door open, did I?

"Really? Never would've gotten that. Oh, I broke down the door. Sorry, I'll fix it later. If it can be fixed." Ugh, no Emmett. What'll Charlie say?

"So Emmett, would you care to explain to us why you chose to grace us with your visit by intruding so abruptly?"

"Wait, explain what?" I sighed.

"Why did you come here and interrupt Edward and I, Emmett?"

"Oh, okay. I got sick of Alaska, it's too isolated for me to get into trouble or do anything fun. And also Rosalie threatened to basically have me fixed if I did anything stupid up there, meaning the other girl vampires. What up?" Emmett reached up for a high five, from either one of us, but we ignored it. He put it down. "You guys are lame."

"No, Bella is a mature 18 year old woman, and I am a mature 105 year old vampire."

"Okay, Edward, when you say it like that, you sound like one of those creepy old guys who marry a chick five times younger than them. Haha, I'm telling Jasper you're a pedophile when I get home. That's funny." Emmett continued laughing. Edward was starting to get aggravated with him.

"Um, Emmett, I think you might want to leave before Edward kills you. Again, I mean."

"But Bella, I actually had a good reason for coming here. I got you a present from Alaska. You want to see it?" Ugh, I hate presents. And what on earth could it be that Emmett would get me?

"Emmett, that's sweet, but you know how much I don't like getting gifts."

"Yeah, I know that, but I didn't buy it. It was free. Please?" Emmett gave me the puppy dog face. Curse Alice for teaching all of us how to do that. It really was hard to resist. I mean, he looks so innocent, and so sad. I sighed.

"Fine Emmett. If you stop doing that and promise me you'll never use that on me again, I'll take it. Bring it on." Emmett jumped up and down, which made my room start to shake.

"Yay! Oh Bella, you're going to love it. Wait right here." Emmett disappeared.

"Edward, do you know anything?"

"If I tell you, he'll be upset. I can't believe he did this, of all things, though."

"What do you mean?"

"Well…" Emmett came back up with something big behind his back.

"You didn't tell her, did you?"

"He didn't Emmett. So what is it?"

"Why don't you find out yourself?" Emmett put the package on the floor. It was big, about half my size, and it was wrapped in newspaper. "Yeah, I couldn't find any wrapping paper that said 'I'm sorry for eating you're pets', so I improvised."

I tore back the tape, and unmasked the gift. It was a…penguin?

"Emmett."

"Yes?"

"Is this what I think it is?"

"I don't know, what do you think it is?"

"I think you got me a penguin. From Alaska."

"Ding ding ding ding! You are correct, Miss Swan. When I was hunting, I came across this little guy, and he just looked so scared, I couldn't kill him. I thought he might make you happy, you know, in place of all the other animals of yours that I disposed of."

"Wow. I still can't believe you actually got me a penguin. This is so cool! I love penguins!!!"

"What?!" Emmett and Edward both shouted at the same time.

"Bella, you never told me that. I would have gotten you a penguin in the first place if I had known. I'm so sorry. I should have known to begin with."

"Haha Edward, she likes my present better. I win. I am the king. Oh yeah, I rock, I rock. Go me, it's my birthday, we're gonna party like it's my birthday!"

"Emmett, be quiet. Edward, it's okay, calm down. Yes, I like the penguin, but that doesn't mean that I didn't like the other pets that you got for me. I loved them all. And Emmett, just because I like the penguin doesn't mean that you are better than Edward. I still love him, and very differently than the way I love you and the rest of your family. I mean, c'mon, he's Edward. And he's mine." I snuggled close to Edward. He put his arms around me, and started kissing my neck.

"Okay, if you guys are starting that, I'm out of here. See ya!" Emmett left in a flash. We didn't mind.

"Finally, some peace and quiet together. To just be alone, with you, Bella." Edward's kisses were working their way up towards my face. Right before our lips were about to meet, we heard him.

"Bella, I'm home. And I brought a pizza home so you don't have to cook. Why are there birds in the living room?"

Could Edward and I ever be left alone?